My oh my, all of this talk about smoking.
I know Vixmom will be enchanted to hear that I enjoyed an annual cigar at my friend’s partay last week. It was delicious.
I never went near cigarettes. I “smoked” a couple in my twenties, but I couldn’t make myself inhale. Still wouldn’t know how to. Fortunately the habit never caught on.
Cigars and pipes, though, that’s a flavor thing, and I got into it to a small extent back around 2003. It still never became a regular thing, just an occasional pleasure. But walking into a store’s humidor? Heaven. It’s like certain drinks or foods, either you take to a thing and discover the appeal, or you don’t. Anyway, I enjoy two or three a year now, that’s about it.